Início / Werewolf / A Luna Prize For The Twin Alphas and Their Father / Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Todos os capítulos de A Luna Prize For The Twin Alphas and Their Father : Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

71 Capítulos

Chapter 51: Into The Dark

Ciara's POVCold.That was the first thing I felt. It bit against my skin and sank into my bones as I started to wake up. Then came the ache in my wrists and ankles.I opened my eyes slowly. Everything was blurry at first. When my vision cleared, I saw coarse ropes digging into my skin. My hands were tied behind my back. My ankles were bound tightly.The panic came next.I was awake.I was tied.And I was afraid.My heart pounded fast in my chest. The scent of pine, blood, and wet earth filled my nose and made my stomach twist.I looked around. I was still in the forest, but this part was unfamiliar. It was nothing like the path by the river or near the pack house. It felt deeper and darker here. More wild. More dangerous.I tried to sit up, but the ropes held me down. I was slumped against the base of a thick tree. Each movement sent sharp pain through my arms and legs.Then I heard voices.They were male, and their tone was low and rough.“…the human girl. Think the Lycan king will

Chapter 52 Brothers and Betrayals

Damon's POVThe moment Daryl's growl echoed through the clearing, my instincts took over. I did not shift into my wolf form, but something else awakened in me. It was sharper, stronger, and more protective than anything I had ever felt before."Stay away from her," Daryl repeated in a low, guttural growl.I stepped in front of Ciara, shielding her with my body. She clung to the back of my arm, her fingers trembling and her breaths shallow. I could still feel her fear. It pressed against me like a second heartbeat. The rhythm of it thudded into my spine and made the storm rising in front of me feel even more dangerous.“Damon...” she whispered, her voice small and afraid.“Do not worry, Ciara. You are safe now. I will not let anything happen to you,” I told her, never taking my eyes off my brother.Daryl stood at the edge of the clearing. His silver-grey eyes were bright with fury. His body was caught mid-shift, muscles tense, claws extended from his fingers, fangs flashing between cle

Chapter 53: More than Human.

Ciara's POVThe silence after the explosion was deafening. It clung to the air, thick and charged.What was that? And how did I...Smoke and leaves swirled in the surrounding air. The scent of scorched earth, burning leaves, and fire was sharp in my nostrils. My senses felt heightened in a way they had never been before.I could hear my own heartbeat echoing in my ears. My hands trembled, and my fingers tingled as if they had channeled lightning.With whatever had happened earlier, with the sudden outburst of energy, maybe they had.Damon groaned somewhere to my left. I turned slightly and saw him trying to sit up, groaning as dust and leaves clung to his shirt. Daryl was farther off, clutching his ribs and staring at me like I was a ghost.I looked closely and saw a faint smear of blood on Daryl's temple. He must have hit something when the blast had rippled outward.But then the clearing went still. It was too still for my comfort.I blinked down at my palms and saw they were glowin

Who am I now?

Chapter 54: Who am I now?Ciara's POVWe got back to the pack, and hours had passed since the fight, but it did not feel like hours.It felt like my life had split into two timelines: before it happened, and after.The pack house was humming like a disturbed beehive. I could still hear the murmurs even with the doors to my room shut and the curtains drawn.The rumors circulating were about the strange powers and my origin. I knew that much.I observed that footsteps paused outside my door for longer than usual and then moved on. The voices rose and fell in ways that were not loud enough for me to catch the exact words, but just enough for me to know they were talking about me.I sat curled on my bed. I hugged my knees to my chest and pressed my forehead against them, mentally battling the chaos both in my mind and in the pack house.I had not even changed out of my torn dress from earlier. The same dress I had worn to the ritual and had almost gotten kidnapped in.The faint scent of b

Chapter 55: What she doesn't see

Chapter 55: What she doesn't seeDamon's POVThe pack was unraveling, and I could feel it in my bones.I could see it with my own eyes and hear it with my own ears.Whispers trailed through the halls like a sickness infecting every corner, moving from one person to another. From where I stood at a distance, I could see how restless the elders were. Their faces were taut with unease, and their voices were low but sharp. I had seen that kind of tension before.Before a coup. Before a war.But me? I stayed in the shadows, watching, observing, waiting. I was not sure what I was waiting for.From my vantage point outside the council room, I could hear the muffled voices of my parents behind the closed doors.But their muffled voices were clear enough for me to hear."She could be a threat, King Donovan.""Or an opportunity we cannot afford to waste, Luna Eleanor."My mother's tone was smooth and calculated, while my father's tone carried an edge of ambition that always made my stomach knot

Chapter 56: The walls close in

Chapter 56: The walls close inCiara's POV I kept my chin up until I was out of his line of sight. Damon's unwanted apology still hung in the air like smoke clinging to my clothes. I did not know why it hurt more to ignore him than to hear the words of his apology, but I did it anyway. I recalled the look on his face when I treated him like a stranger and how hard it had been for him to utter those words. I knew I had to hold myself together. I had to stay strong for myself at a time like this or I would fail. Inaya walked me back to my room without speaking at all, and I was grateful for the silence. My pulse was still erratic, and my chest still felt tight. Perhaps it was because of the evasiveness of Luna Eleanor or Damon’s earlier apology that still shook me, but I refused to let the chaos in my mind or the e

Chapter 57: Questioned by fire

Chapter 57: Questioned by fireCiara's POV As my steps carried me closer to the meeting hall, it felt like I was willingly walking toward a beast that could swallow me whole. As Alaric and I approached the double doors of the meeting hall, I stopped and took in the entire door, observing the intricate carvings of the pack's ancient crest. The wood was blackened in places by age, bearing the marks of stories that had lasted for centuries. The pack warriors standing by the door opened it for us, but my feet did not move. Alaric pressed his hand between my shoulder blades, giving me a silent command to keep moving. Although reluctant, I heeded Alaric’s silent command and stepped inside. The air suddenly became heavy with the scent of incense and the weight of authority. The council elders sat in a semi-circle, their long ceremonial robes brushing the floor.

Chapter 58: Bitterness and Blame

Chapter 58: Bitterness and BlameDual POV Daryl's POV The moon had barely climbed over the treeline when I finally let go of the restraint I had been clinging to all day. I could still hear the voices of the elders echoing in my head, murmuring about Ciara’s power and about her role in the future of the pack. The future they were talking about was none other than my future. Our future. But they were not speaking to me, nor were they speaking for me. They spoke about her as if she were not flesh and blood but some dangerous artifact they had stumbled across. And then there was the humiliation. Ciara had stood there in front of everyone. From my father and mother to the elders and the wolves who looked up to me, she refused my claim. She had denied me without even saying the words. The sting o

Chapter 59: Danger!

Chapter 59: A Dangerous RoomCiara's POVThe corridors of the royal quarters were quieter than usual as I walked through them. Determination burned in my chest, urging me forward with each step. My fingers curled into fists to steady myself and keep moving.My boots tapped against the marble floor, and the faint echo returned to me, keeping pace with the rapid beat of my heart. Every step toward Luna Eleanor's chamber felt like a gamble. I might find someone who could help me, or I might walk straight into danger.I needed her help. I needed someone to believe me before everything around me spiraled out of control.When I reached the tall double doors carved with the Crescent Moon crest, I paused and took a slow breath before knocking.There was no answer at first. I frowned and tilted my head. Was anyone inside?I knocked again, trying to sound confident."Come in," a deep voice called from inside the chamber.It was not Luna Eleanor’s voice, but I pushed the door open anyway, hoping

Chapter 60: A Fractured Choice

Chapter 60: A Fractured ChoiceDaryl's POVThe sound of heavy boots striking the marble floor echoed through the corridor, loud and commanding, and it made my head spin with alarm. I could barely hear the guards trying to speak, their words swallowed by the pounding rhythm of my heart. I caught only bits and pieces about Ciara and my father, words that made no sense at first, but filled me with immediate dread.I did not wait to understand. My feet moved before my mind could catch up. I pushed past the guards, who tried to slow me down, and I ran down the hallway toward the royal quarters. My heart clawed at my ribs as adrenaline surged through me. Every step was faster than the last, every breath sharp and ragged.When I reached the chamber, I froze. Guards were dragging Ciara away, their grip firm and unyielding. The instant they saw me, their steps faltered, but it was not enough to stop the inevitable confrontation."Why do you have her in cuffs?" I demanded, my voice rising with

ANTERIOR

...

PRÓXIMO

ESCANEIE O CÓDIGO PARA LER NO APP

DMCA.com Protection Status